Even though he had a pill furnace, Mo Wuji was still unable to concoct god pills. Equipment forging was different from concocting pills. Even if there was only one type of material, as long as one had his own Equipment Dao inheritance, one would be able to forge a magic treasure. The difference was that a deeper understanding of the material would result in a better magic treasure. A shallow understanding of the material would result in an ordinary magic treasure. The low grade god equipment that Mo Wuji concocted would be very ugly. This was because he didn't have a deep understanding of many of the materials.
Besides identifying god herbs and their characteristics, pill concoction also required a pill recipe to concoct god pills.
Every pill recipe was formed through countless years and the wisdom and experience of countless people. No matter how strong Mo Wuji's Immortal Mortal Technique was, it was only for the Pill Dao. It wasn't able to create pill recipes endlessly. At the very least, he wasn't able to casually create a god pill recipe.
To Mo Wuji, creating a pill formula for an immortal pill was an easy task. This was because his Pill Dao was already at the peak of the Immortal World. As for god pills, Mo Wuji had yet to come into contact with them.
Even though he could only condense god elemental energy in his Undying World, Mo Wuji had obtained a large pile of god crystals. If he didn't cultivate, his heart would be itching.
Another two months later, Mo Wuji stood up from the pile of god crystals. Indeed, it was as he had guessed. His cultivation had reached the Great Circle of Nascent God Level 2 and his god elemental energy had become increasingly condensed. However, he was still unable to advance into Level 3.
I can leave now. Mo Wuji scanned his surroundings with his spiritual will. The chaotic laws outside had already started to calm down.
Two hours later, Mo Wuji stood on the ground. A few months ago, no one was left here.
Even though the laws here weren't perfect, Mo Wuji's god elemental energy had already reached a certain level. The moment he came out, he could feel an even stronger dao spirituality of the Heaven and Earth. There was no need for him to cultivate. His cultivation directly broke through Nascent God Level 2 and entered Level 3.
If he were to fight with Wu Liang now, Mo Wuji definitely wouldn't let that fella escape with a broken arm.
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Even though he had wasted another half a year, Mo Wuji didn't mind. Just the items on Senior Brother Death's body were enough to make up for it.
Mo Wuji took off his mask and returned to his original appearance.
Someone had seen him and Senior Brother Death entering the crevice. This matter must not be known to others. That Senior Brother Death, Wu Liang's backer was definitely not simple. If people were to find out that Senior Brother Death was killed by him, who knew what kind of trouble it would provoke?
Just as Mo Wuji expected, Mo Wuji did not find anything good in the next two months. Not only did he not find anything good, he did not even see a shadow of a person.
Just as Mo Wuji was thinking about which direction he should head towards, he actually received a message from a Heavenly Mortal Sect disciple. To be exact, it was a distress signal.
Mo Wuji was, after all, the Head Disciple of the Heavenly Mortal Sect. Since the Heavenly Mortal Sect had sent out a distress signal, how could he delay any further? He executed his Wind Escape Technique to the maximum as he charged over.
In less than an incense's time, Mo Wuji saw a group of people. Roughly estimating, there were at least 100 to 200 of them.
Waves of fragrance wafted over. This fragrance made Mo Wuji feel refreshed, as though his cultivation level had loosened. Mo Wuji's spiritual will swept over. He saw a huge tree that was tens of meters tall. This huge tree was filled with fruits.
The fruits were still green. The surrounding cultivators were clearly waiting for these fruits to ripen. This fruit had yet to ripen but its fragrance made Mo Wuji feel as though his cultivation level was loosening. Clearly, this fruit was extremely precious. No wonder why there were so many people crowding here.
However, Mo Wuji's attention wasn't on this fruit tree. Instead, he was looking at a bloodied and dying cultivator.
Heavenly Mortal Sect's disciple, Wei Ru, was also the person that Mo Wuji gave the jade token to.
Wei Ru had already lost an arm. His aura was weak and he was unconscious. Moreover, he didn't even have his storage ring.
"I didn't think that you would really come. You're rather fast." A gloomy voice sounded beside Mo Wuji's ear. Mo Wuji's gaze moved from Wei Ru to the owner of this gloomy voice. This was a Nascent God Level 7 cultivator. From the sect emblem on his robes, he should be from the Nine Evolutions God Sect.
Mo Wuji didn't bother about this Nascent God disciple of the Nine Evolutions God Sect. In a single step, he arrived by Wei Ru's side. He retrieved a healing pill and sent it into Wei Ru's mouth.
Even though Mo Wuji was still unable to concoct god pills, he had quite a number of healing pills on him. These were all obtained from Wu Liang's hands.
The effects of the healing pills were not bad. When Wei Ru woke up, the first thing he did when he saw Mo Wuji was to say, "Da Shixiong, they forced me to send you a message. Hurry and leave …"
Mo Wuji finally understood that Wei Ru's plea for help was forced. He retrieved a few more pills and sent them into Wei Ru's mouth. "What happened? Speak."
"Ant, let your grandpa tell you." Yet another arrogant voice could be heard. Following which, a bearded Nascent God stepped out and was about to attack Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji turned around and stared at the back of this cultivator. "Tang Wuzhen, you want to fight me?"
He could recognise that this bearded fella was from the Phoenix Soul God Estate. Moreover, the Nascent God expert of the Phoenix Soul God Estate, Tang Wuzhen, was also here. Even though Mo Wuji really wanted to kill, he wasn't clear of the situation yet. Moreover, there weren't just one or two Heavenly God cultivators here. A mere Nascent God Level 3 cultivator like him wouldn't be able to act like a tyrant here.
Tang Wuzhen said speechlessly. "Mo Wuji, this has nothing to do with me right?"
Even though he said this, he still turned to the bearded cultivator. "Junior Brother Huan, this matter has nothing to do with my Phoenix Soul God Estate for now. Don't attack."
Hearing that Tang Wuzhen was forced to compromise with a single sentence from Mo Wuji, everyone's eyes landed on Mo Wuji. If they treated Mo Wuji as an ant previously, Mo Wuji seemed to have become a slightly strange ant now.
Of course, an ant was still an ant.
After offending the Nine Evolutions God Sect, Mo Wuji had no other choice but to die here. There was no need to talk about the 20 over Nascent God disciples of the Nine Evolutions God Sect here. There were even three Heavenly God disciples.
Mo Wuji was merely in the early Nascent God Stage of the Heavenly Mortal Sect. No matter how he forced Tang Wuzhen to compromise, Mo Wuji didn't stand a chance in front of the Nine Evolutions God Sect.
When the Nascent God Level 7 disciple from the Nine Evolutions God Sect heard that Tang Wuzhen actually stopped his junior brother under Mo Wuji's threat, he was shocked and stopped in his tracks.
The healing pills that Mo Wuji gave him were effective. Even though Wei Ru's arm hadn't grown back, he was already able to stand up.
"What happened?" Mo Wuji asked calmly.
Wei Ru said mournfully. "Da Shixiong, the Heavenly Mortal Sect is gone …"
Mo Wuji frowned as he patted Wei Ru's shoulder. "Junior Brother Wei Ru, even if all of us were to perish here, the Heavenly Mortal Sect would still exist."
"No …" Wei Ru's voice was slightly choked. "A year ago, Ancestor Pang Jie was killed by three God Kings …"
"What?" Mo Wuji's killing intent exploded and Wei Ru's body turned cold. Even the Nascent God disciple from the Nine Evolutions God Sect who wanted to step forward subconsciously took a few steps back.
"You're saying that Ancestor Pang Jie was killed?" Mo Wuji's voice turned cold as he stared at Wei Ru. "How did you know?"
Wei Ru said mournfully. "Nine Evolutions God Sect's God King Dark Bodhi, Phoenix Soul God Estate's God King Salt Pavilion and God King Yi Ming found an extremely preposterous reason to join hands and kill my Ancestor Pang Jie … The reason why I know about this is because this news was brought in by people who came in later and it had already spread throughout the entire incubating God Domain Nest …"
An extreme killing intent filled Mo Wuji's entire body. He could even feel his legs trembling. It wasn't fear, but a type of anger that came from killing intent that had reached the pinnacle.
Mo Wuji understood Pang Jie very well and he knew that Pang Jie definitely wouldn't look for trouble. God King Dark Bodhi and God King Salt Pavilion found an excuse to kill God King Pang Jie of the Heavenly Mortal Sect. Mo Wuji was very clear of the reason because Pang Jie had already told him about it.
Mo Wuji had never met an expert who treated him with such sincerity. In his eyes, Pang Jie was a senior and a teacher. The reason why he agreed to address Pang Jie as Senior Brother wasn't because of himself but because of his sect. He was going to establish a sect in the future so he couldn't possibly address someone from another sect as Ancestor Pang Jie as his Ancestor right?
However, in Mo Wuji's heart, Pang Jie was an elder like his Ancestor Pang Jie.
Now that this elder was actually killed by a few selfish scum, how could the anger in his heart dissipate?
A wave of frustration filled his heart and Mo Wuji could no longer maintain his calm and patience. When the Heavenly Mortal Sect still existed, he could endure it but now, he couldn't.
He retrieved a storage ring and handed it to Wei Ru. "This place is filled with all sorts of opportunities so you should work hard to cultivate. Whether we meet again or not, you must remember that you were once from the Heavenly Mortal Sect. "
Now that Pang Jie was killed, Mo Wuji didn't even need to use his toes to know that the Heavenly Mortal Sect would no longer exist. In other words, he had only joined the Heavenly Mortal Sect for two to three years but he was once again a rogue cultivator without a sect. As for the reason why Wei Ru was almost killed, Mo Wuji didn't even ask. What else was there to ask? The God Kings of the Nine Evolutions God Sect joined hands to kill Pang Jie so how could the disciples of the Nine Evolutions God Sect not kill the disciples of the Heavenly Mortal Sect?
"Senior Brother, let's leave together." Wei Ru also understood that if Ancestor Pang Jie was gone, the Heavenly Mortal Sect would naturally be gone too.
Mo Wuji took in a deep breath and said slowly. "If I leave with you today, I will never be happy for the rest of my life."
Feeling Mo Wuji's resolute aura, Wei Ru's heart trembled. He knew what this Da Shixiong meant. Even though he knew that he would die, he still wanted to stay behind to kill a few disciples of the Nine Evolutions God Sect.
"Senior Brother, these two sects have a total of 40 to 50 Nascent God disciples and a few Heavenly God experts. If you stay here …" Wei Ru's heart was filled with worry.
Mo Wuji chuckled. "Everyone has to do a few foolish things in life. If I don't do this today, my cultivation level will never improve."
(I thought the second night shift would be delayed but I came back just in time. Not bad. I beg for a monthly ticket. That's all for today's update. Good night friends!)
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